Consumed ~McHanzo fanfic {DISCONTINUED} ...sorry..

Chapter 1

~Hanzo POV~

Cold..

So very cold..

After I killed my brother..this was all I felt. The voices I hear were at first not as hurtful, however, they have become more and more hostile as each day passes. I just..do not know what to do anymore..

A few days ago, I was requested to attend a group called OverWatch. They have explained in detail what their goals are and how they want to save the world.

Don't join...

They will hate you..

You will be useless to the team..

Your never ending sadness with cause them to fail..

Do you really want others to suffer with you?

Since I killed my brother, I have kept myself in solitude, in fear of bringing others into my personal problems. The last thing I want is to be a burden to others. However, I ignored the voices and joined OverWatch hoping to restore some of my honor by helping others in need.

~3rd person POV~

As Hanzo finished packing his bags, he couldn't help but admire Hanamura just one last time. Hanamura was beautiful anytime of day. Sakura pedals shower the roads, pedestrians scatter along while enjoying the delicious street vender foods. Even though Hanzo despised Hanamura, he couldn't help but admire the beautiful scenery. While Hanzo walked through Hanamura with his luggage, he couldn't help but reminisce about the times he spent with Genji. The nights when both brothers would sneak out and enjoy they're favorite ramen. The times when they would enjoy themselves at the arcade...it all came rushing back to Hanzo. Soon, Hanzo was unable to continue walking due to his painful reminiscing. His knees became weak and he collapsed on to the floor lightly sobbing. As pedestrians walked by, they couldn't help but notice a grown man crying on the ground. Some tried to help, but they were only shooed away by the crying man.

You're helpless...

Why are you crying? People are staring..they're worried about you..

As Hanzo continued to cry for a few more minutes, he finally got up and continued on his way, but..much slower. His eyes were swollen from crying, but his eyes looked dead..more dead than usual. His walking speed was reduced to 10 steps per minute. Not to mention his posture was terrible. Arms hanging low, back arched, head down..he basically looked like a zombie. As Hanzo walked he would repeat the word "helpless" quietly to himself. It was like Hanzo was in a trance. He was broken out of his trance when a little boy accidently bumped into him. Hanzo eyes widened, exposing his not as dead eyes to everyone. When he started to look around, he noticed a child on the ground crying. When Hanzo tried to bring the boy to his feet, the boy scurried away while screaming and sobbing. As people stared at Hanzo, Hanzo tried to cover his face as much as possible and fast walked to the OverWatch Hanamura headquarters.